if you couldn't tell i'm in love

Listen I’m bi as Heck and as much as I love girls, I also love boys? Boys are amazing and pure and liking boys is a wonderful feeling? I never see a lot of posts talking about cute boys so

Some Boy Aesthetics™ I’m in love with include:

Their tired grins? Have you seen a cute boy grin when he’s tired? Life Changing

Sleeves rolled up to forearms is all good and Well but also when they have Sweater Paws in their hoodies or jumpers? Makes the tallest of them seem so smol? I’m lov?

When they run their hand through their hair and it sticks up in places and it looks So Good

Collar Bones

Soft pudgy stomachs they absolutely make me melt

When ya boy gets flustered A++ Bonus points if he giggles Boys giggling is Everything

every animorphs book
  • chapter 1: my name is jake. I can't tell you my real name, because I'm the leader of a special group of kids... we're called the Animorphs. Because we morph into animals and fight aliens.
  • chapter 16: 'god, please don't do this,' i begged on my knees. Visser Three had all of my loved ones hanging from his claws in his multi-armed alien morph and was slowly squeezing the life out of them. 'you must either choose them, jake, or the rest of your planet.' i couldn't take it. i started to morph into a cockroach.
  • chapter 23: as i felt my own brain slither down my throat and into my torso to reform into my digestive system, my bones also began to dissolve into dust inside my skin. my eyes shrunk back into my skull and i could see into eternity- i could see my own mind, taken over by the yeerk. i had already taken my last breath as a free creature, now i saw my last vision as a being of this dimension. suddenly, i was gone. and my parents would never even know i had died. was saving the world worth this? i wondered, if anyone on this planet could be forced to prioritize one life over another, what choice would they make? how can any decision be right, or wrong? i closed my mind off, and fell into eternal sleep, my last echoes of thought being of how humanity continued to live on, but not truly alive.
  • chapter 26: 'hey, bro, wanna go to mc d's and grab some fries?' marco asked, riding by on his skateboard. 'yeah, that'd be totally radical!' i answered, whipping out my own razor scooter. as i pulled a nasty kickflip, i felt eyes watching me. turning around, i saw my own dog, and thought of the horrible truth only i knew. we went to the mall to get big macs. it was a good day to not be dead.

Ok ok, I’ll give you guys a little more of a sneak peak of what’s to come. I guess 22 seconds wasn’t really enough. So here, take like, a minute. 6 and a half more to go!

The Bet- A Cassian/Azriel/Mor Fic

….Listen my dudes, idk what to tell you, I’ve never written this pairing before, never really felt that inclined to either… But they wanted to bang…so I let them. Bless my dearest, @pterodactylichexameter for betaing!! 

Title: The Bet

Summary: Modern AU, established relationship. Cassian, Az and Mor have somewhere to be and while the boys are up their sleeping beauty is nowhere to be found. Az comes with a novel way of getting her out of bed….NSFW. Sin. Much sin ahead. You’ve been warned. 

Teaser: Az’s dejected form isn’t what leaves their bedroom however. Instead, Cassian freezes in the act of raising his mug to his lips for a drink when he hears a soft, feminine moan escape. He waits for all of a second before the mug and half-eaten breakfast are abandoned and he wanders down the corridor to investigate.

Link: AO3 

Azriel doesn’t look up from the piece of toast he’s slowly, precisely, buttering as he hears the unmistakeable sounds of Cassian sloping into the room behind him. His boyfriend doesn’t stop walking until he crashes, albeit gently, into Az’s back, jolting him against the counter. His thick, muscled arms slide easily around his waist and he nuzzles softly at his neck, still slightly damp from the shower.

“Mm, you smell like Mor,” is Cassian’s dreamy idea of a mumbled morning greeting.  

Az comes as close to grimacing that he ever does at that. “I think I used her shampoo this morning,” he confesses drily, now tipping coffee into the mug in front of him. Cassian lets out a gasp of mock horror at this and withdraws from him as though tainted. He claps him playfully on the shoulder, “Good luck,” is all he says before he heaves himself up onto the worktop, his heels knocking gently against the cupboard door.  

A soft smile traces Az’s lips as he slides the coffee towards Cassian who raises the mug in a grateful salute after grabbing it before taking a long draught. “I don’t think I have to worry about it,” he says evenly, melting out of the way to let Cassian at the toaster and hob, “She won’t be coherent enough to notice for a while yet.

Cassian glances over Azriel’s head towards the door of their bedroom, slightly ajar, revealing the darkness within, then he snorts. “It looks like the lair of some fell beast,” he observes, casually swiping a piece of Az’s buttered toast and transferring it to his mouth. Az huffs but doesn’t protest, considering it a fair trade for the half a pack of bacon Cassian has just slapped into a pan.  

Az makes a business of checking his watch, “At this time of the morning you’re not far wrong,” he murmurs, ambling to the fridge and pulling out eggs which he lays on the counter within easy reach of Cassian’s broad, deft hands.

Cass snorts at that assessment, barely even looking at what he’s doing as he cracks the eggs and transfers them to a bowl to whisk them up, “How long do we have before we need to leave?” he asks, eyebrow raised.

“A few hours yet,” Az replies mildly, taking a small sip of his own coffee, “But she should get up now.”

Cassian snorts again, “You expect her to manage that without some sort of encouragement?” he demands, “Waking Mor up at this time is like waking the dead, we’d have an easier time finding a new girlfriend at the graveyard.”  

Az just smiles at that, watching his boyfriend work, “Mm, I’m quite fond of this one, as it happens,” he murmurs quietly.

He’s fully aware that he already has a plan to deal with their…situation. Cassian never eats his eggs scrambled this way, and his bacon is always half raw. Sure enough, a few moments later, tipping the eggs into a frying pan, Cass grins, “Don’t you worry, sweetheart,” he says affectionately, leaning over and kissing Az on the cheek even as he rolls his eyes at the petname, ”I have just the thing. She’ll be up in a minute, all bright eyed and bushy tailed.”

 It’s Az’s turn to snort at that. Of the three of them, Cass is the one most likely to tend towards optimism but even by his standards that’s stretching the bounds of belief. “Okay fine, she’ll be conscious,” he amends irritably before waggling a spatula threateningly in Az’s direction, “you get to take over from there.”

“If you actually manage to get her up I’ll take over from there,” he promises faithfully, taking another idle sip of his coffee.  

“Ha,” Cass grins, “Just you wait, Az, she can never resist my cooking. Ever.” He reaches past him and swipes the large ‘princess’ mug out of the cupboard, filling it with coffee from the pot before dumping in a small mountain of sugar and half of their milk reserves into it with his customary grimace that anyone would dare besmirch the good name of coffee the way that Mor does.

Azriel just hums as Cassian starts to load Mor’s breakfast onto a tray, leaning against the worktop, saying nothing. As he starts to leave the room however, Mor’s breakfast arranged in the shape of a smiley face with tomato eyes, a bacon mouth, scrambled egg hair and a spikey toast hat however, Az dips down and presses a soft kiss to his lips, “Good luck,” he murmurs.

Cassian waves an airy hand, “Oh ye of little faith!” he huffs irritably as he sets off in the direction of their bedroom.  

Azriel waits patiently and he and his lack of faith are rewarded by a Cassian stomping out of the room five minutes later, caught somewhere between astonishment and dejection, resolutely munching a piece of Mor’s toast. “Unbelievable,” he grumbles, looking sincerely crestfallen. “She’s made of stone, Az, we’re dating a statute, I hope you know that.”

Az just smiles as Cassian helps himself to some of Mor’s eggs, clearly lamenting their wasteful scrambling. “That was never going to work,” he says smoothly.

Cassian lets out a good natured growl, now eating a piece of Mor’s bacon with his fingers. He brandishes it at Az, “I bet you a tenner you can’t get her out of bed before I can.”

Cass watches as Azriel considers this, can practically hear the cogs turning in that mysterious, shadowed brain of his. Finally, with a decisive little nod, he sets down his piece of toast and says, “Deal,” before padding towards their bedroom.  

Blinking, slightly startled by this sudden turn of events he calls after him, “On this try mind you!” Az just vaguely nods his agreement, gently pushing open the door at the end of the corridor. What a well meaning idiot, Cassian muses with a shake of the head, happily stuffing one of Mor’s tomatoes into his mouth. She doesn’t know what she’s missing, this breakfast was up to his finest high standards, but Az is taking part in a truly hopeless mission. Fire-breathing dragons would have been easier and safer to approach than their Morrigan this morning.

Cassian waits, shovelling down more of Mor’s bacon with what Az would probably consider indecent enthusiasm. Mor would understand though, he has to give this breakfast a proper funeral, worthy of her approval. He expects to see Az slinking back to him, defeated, rummaging irritably in his jeans for his wallet to offer him the spoils of his victory. He freezes, another piece of toast halfway to his mouth, loaded with scrambled eggs and dread – if Azriel fails in this task it’ll be his turn to rouse Mor again…He contemplates this for a few seconds then shovels the toast and egg into his mouth, deciding it’ll be worth it. His boyfriend had been so achingly sure of himself and while Cass doesn’t think that Az’s ego needs to be deflated any more than it already is, on the other hand he really does like the idea of him coughing up the bet money.  

Cassian waits some more, still devouring Mor’s breakfast, feeling a slight pang of worry for Az. In her current state, well aimed pillows might just be lethal, and he’s quite fond of Az’s pretty face…He decides to give it a few more minutes before launching an emergency rescue operation. Any second now he’s going to have to kiss that small frown from his beautiful face, console him even as he delightedly accepts his winnings.  

Az’s dejected form isn’t what leaves their bedroom however. Instead, Cassian freezes in the act of raising his mug to his lips for a drink when he hears a soft, feminine moan escape. He waits for all of a second before the mug and half-eaten breakfast are abandoned and he wanders down the corridor to investigate.

Gently pushing open the door, decorated with Az’s careful, neat lettering of their names (Cassian’s idea) and the small stick figures in the top left corner, (a drunken Mor’s contribution) he pauses to properly drink in the scene. Azriel is kneeling on the floor at the side of their bed, Mor’s long, golden legs hooked over his shoulders, his head buried between them. Mor is arching in pleasure, another faint moan spilling from her open lips as her body bows from the bed. Her hands fist the crisp white sheets, clutching at them as Az teases her with his tongue.  

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vulpix sprite ratings

Pokemon Red/Blue: The beginnings of vulpix. Cute but the eyes are staring into my soul. I’m scared. 5/10

Pokemon Yellow: Starting to get cuter! Vulpix looks as though she wants to run to your side. I welcome her any day. 7/10

Pokemon Gold: Still jumping upwards. Looks as though she now wants to leap into your arms. My heart is filled with joy. 8/10

Pokemon Silver: What have you done to offend this fluffy ball of joy? Vulpix is ready to attack and feels threatened. However it makes a cute face when angry. 7/10

Pokemon Ruby/Sapphire: She sits patiently like a good girl. Very deserving of a treat. Look how nice and obedient she is. 9/10

Pokemon Emerald: Looks like Vulpix is cornered and currently very scared. Needs a hug. 8/10

Pokemon FireRed/LeafGreen: Almost the same as the Ruby/Sapphire Vulpix. Still adorable but has better proportions. My heart cannot contain the cuteness. 10/10

Pokemon Diamond/Pearl/Platinum: Come back, Vulpix! What are you running away from? Are we playing tag? Such a spunky trickster. I love her. 8/10

Pokemon HeartGold/SoulSilver: Approaches with the sweetest face. Wants to be your friend. I’m crying. I love Vulpix so much. 10/10

Pokemon Black/White: Ears are pointier. Not as soft. Looks off into the distance and is a very aloof Vulpix. 8/10

Pokemon X/Y/ORAS/Sun/Moon: Top Quality Vulpix. Warm, fluffy friend that will love you until the end of her days. I want to pet and give her love. 10/10

tl;dr: I love Vulpix with my entire being and I want 50 of them. All Vulpix are good Vulpix. 10/10

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So Kyungsoo has the cutest laugh

anonymous asked:

I remembered from the last post you reblogged, Lance has always kind of been Keith's impulse control from the first season. Lance being his right hand man was hinted at since the beginning. I'm not going to lie, before s3 I thought my shipping goggles were making it all a huge reach but nope.

I KNOW, RIGHT?? tbh that’s one of the first things that really sold me on the ship! sure, keith & lance are “rivals” at the beginning but even from s1 there has been a lot of hinting at how good their dynamic actually is and how they balance each other out so well––and as you said, how lance is often quite good at grounding keith & making him see reason when he’s about to do something reckless.

at the very least, lance has almost always been the first to step up and call keith out if he’s doing something stupid. keith hasn’t always listened ….

…. lol

but even little things like this were meant to show us that lance isn’t afraid to challenge keith’s decisions––and that in instances where keith didn’t listen to lance, he got himself in trouble. so, hmm! 

then of course, there’s the scene i believe you were referencing which is that “cool your jets keith” scene which is one of my faves:

not only is it just a really cute & funny scene but 1) it shows how smart lance is and that he’s quite the good strategist, 2) as you said anon, this establishes/foreshadows from very early on in the show that lance has the ability to kinda reel keith in & prevent him from diving headfirst into battle without thinking. which is pretty darn amazing as we all know how stubborn keith can be!

and that of course becomes super important in s3 once lance is essentially given the task of being keith’s co-leader/”right-hand man” as is evident in scenes like this:

i’ve talked just about this part alone at length cuz i love it so much. but yeah like…it’s obviously intentional that those s1 moments were meant to foreshadow the development of their dynamic later on.

and i totally know what you mean!! before s3 i was hoping to eventually see lance become keith’s impulse control & for keith to learn to listen to him––but tbh i was not expecting it to be shown so clearly and so early on in the show. so to see it play out makes me super super happy. 

this is random but i feel like i have a moral obligation to promote these fics on more than just my sideblog sooooo if any of you enjoyed Captive Prince, you NEED to go read a few fics right this second, okay? okay.

  • Love of the Second Star (this one is complete now yay)
  • The Veretian Flytrap (a wip that updates every couple of days and has been literally murdering me for a month straight)
  • Touch You (this is a wip by the author of Love of the Second Star and it’s updated twice so far, but i can tell it’s gonna kill me)

these fics are honestly amazing and i’m gonna spend the rest of my days pondering how i can convince these authors to write larry fics too. 😈

OKAY? okay, thank you for your time and you’re welcome for reccing these fics. they will truly change your life for the better. 🙌🏻

The Signs as things my mum said while watching the Junkertown short

Aries: “I love how they had to put ‘use of tobacco’ on the warning label. That’s hilarious.”

Taurus: “The mouse boy has a peg leg. Is he a pirate?”

Gemini: “He says two things as he holds up three fingers. I’m confused.”

Cancer: “Oh god, he’s got an idea. Is he going to kill someone? I think he’s going to kill someone.”

Leo: “*mimicking* IT’S JUNKER TOOOOOOOOOWNN”

Virgo: “Are they gay? Why is he yelling at his boyfriend?”

Libra: “Omg he looks so hurt when his match got put out. That’s how I feel when you guys don’t like my cooking.”

Scorpio: “Okay so the first time he held up three fingers, now he’s holding up two…did he suddenly learn how to count or…?”

Sagittarius: “I love this sassy gay boy. He has great taste in makeup.”

Capricorn: “wHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT SOUND HE WAS NOT JUST LIGHTING THAT FUSE WHAT THE FUC K”

Aquarius: “He tells the shark not to blow it, yet he jumps up and messes up, I love him. Can we adopt him?”

Pisces: “So you said that they flew out the guy who voiced the sharkie/pig man combo just to say one line? That’s amazing.”

yui-chan12  asked:

Hi, I'm just dropping by to tell you, that I absolutelly adore the way you draw Shouto <3 also there was an ask, where you said, that you liked the small things about Shouto, and I couldn't agree more with you!!! I just love that boy so much, how he tries his best to become better and I could really go on for a while, but that wasn't the point of this message. I hope to see more from you, bc you're awesome!

Little things about Shouto are what makes him an even better character so of course this need to be drawn~ Thanks!
Sometimes I just like how BNHA Smash! goes off with him though, like this redraw I just did to reply to you :

That’s pretty much me these past few weeks, only sleeping 3-4h a day (if i get to sleep).

Save him.

You haven’t seen the last of me, I’ll keep trying my best!

PS: I enjoy your tags, thank you and have a nice day/night!

  • Harry: i'm telling you, Malfoy, you must have messed it up.
  • Draco: impossible! even Granger couldn't reach my level accuracy with potions!
  • Harry: *shrugs and looks around the classroom* well, everyone else got their love potions to work, and i don't feel any different. you must be off your game.
  • Snape: *overhears*
  • Snape: *sighs and pinches the top of his nose*